Date: Thu, 06 Nov 2008 09:28:34 -0500
From: shinigamisubject@aim.com
Subject: The College Years: Chapter 2
The College Years
DISCLAIMER: This story is of my own creation. Any similarities' involving
characters or plot is coincidental. Boston College is a real institution
but other parts of the setting are my own.
This is my first story, please respond and reply. I'm looking for someone
to beta my story so if you are interested feel free to reply. All
constructive criticism is welcomed.
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Chapter 2:
You ever have one of those dreams where everything is perfect?
Where you think nothing can go wrong?
I didn't...
It started out okay. Skye and I were walking down a street, talking
and laughing, and it felt good. It felt like we were really
connecting. When I thought the moment was right, I reached out to touch his
hand and he looked at me. The kind look that was in his eyes was quickly
replaced with a wild fury that scared the piss out of me. Literally.
"What the hell are you doing fag?!" Skye screamed. "But...uh...I
thought..." I barely managed to stammer out. "What, you thought I wanted
you!!! You're nothing but a fucking joke! Stay the hell away from me!"
I couldn't help but start to cry and before I could turn around and walk
away, a fist connected with the side of my head. I dropped to the ground
like a ton of bricks and felt a warm wetness on my head. I reached my hand
up to touch my forehead and when I looked at my fingers, they were covered
in blood. I looked up to see a boot clad foot about to stomp my head in and
quickly rolled out of the way.
"You think you can try to feel me up and just get away with it you dirty
fag?! I'm gonna kick your sorry ass!" "Please Skye, I'm so sorry! If I had
known I'd have never said anything to you." I pleaded with him. "Is that
right, huh? Well after I'm through with you EVERYONE will know!!!" Skye
yelled.
The last thing I saw was his boot rushing towards my face before I awoke...
"WHAT THE HELL!!!!" I awoke screaming. "Whoa dude, are you okay?" the
stranger in my room called out. I wiped the sweat from my brow and caught
my breath before I began to speak.
"Yeah, I'm alright. Just...a bad dream, I guess." I said shakily.
Why had I dreamed of being bashed? I've never really been afraid of
something like that happening to me, and Skye being the one to bash me? I
can't even imagine; well apparently I did, and I mean it could happen. I
barely know the guy.
"You sure you're okay? Do you need me to get somebody?" the stranger asked.
"No, I'm fine, really. I might've just slept wrong or something." I said
trying to placate the stranger. "I know this is kind of late but uh, are
you my roommate?" "Yeah, hello, my name is Guy. Guy Pearson. And you are?"
he asked. "Oh, I'm Andrew Clark. I guess we'll be spending the next year
or so together." I said "Yeah, I'm so siked!!! Have you seen the chicks?!
Nothing but babes here man!" Guy said enthusiastically. "Kind of. I didn't
really want to tell whoever my roommate was like this, but I guess I'll
just say it. I'm gay. If you've got a problem with it, can you let me know
now so we can get this situation straightened out, please?" I told him
with the tone of my voice rising with every word. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, don't
jump down my throat! To answer your question, no I don't have a problem
with you being gay. My best friend Stu from back home is gay, and he's one
of the coolest guys I've ever met." Guy told me. "Just checking. Sometimes
I get a little touchy with the gay subject. Not all the time, but with new
people, you never know. But thanks for being so open and understanding
Guy. I appreciate it." I said sincerely. "How about we get unpacked then go
out for an early lunch or late breakfast?" I asked. "My treat?" "Sure. Who
can turn down a meal? But how about we just split the tab? There's gonna
plenty of time for free meals during the year." Guy suggested.
I shook my head and laughed as I got up from my bed; getting ready for a
long day and putting my bad dream to rest, hopefully for good.
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Guy and I made small talk as we got our room set up to our liking. My
side; the bed covered in a deep blue comforter with the walls above it
covered in posters of various musicians, movie posters, and drawings of
mine. I was glad that the things I shipped had arrived in one piece. I
looked through one of the boxes, finding my art supplies intact. I looked
at my side of the room with pride and turned to look at Guys' side of the
room and couldn't help but laugh. On his bed there was a comforter with
'The Simpsons' on it. His wall had cartoons and drawings from manga of
every sort.
"What?" Guy asked with a smile on his face. "It's nothing; it's just that
I draw too and I love some of the work you have up. But isn't the Simpsons'
blanket a little, I don't know, 2nd grade?" I asked, failing to hide the
laughter in my voice. "Are you kidding me?! That show is classic comedy!
I'm proud to be a fan." Guy said with pride. "You should be lucky that your
eyes get to feast upon such a thing. "Yeah, and next time, I'll break out
the Scooby Doo blankets and pillowcases." I said sarcastically. "You
actually have those?!" You should totally bring them!" Guy said laughing.
We had a blast as we tidied up the last loose ends in our room and headed
out to lunch.
"You want to get the rest of the admissions crap out of the way after
lunch?" I asked Guy. "Yeah, but then I've gotta meet up with some friends
from my high school. We're just gonna hang out for awhile before things get
hectic. You wanna come with?" Guy asked me. "I guess I'll come with. I
gotta keep you from making me look like a complete idiot." I joked. "You
do enough of that without my help." Guy kidded.
Guy and I continued to joke and while we were talking, I really had a
chance to look at Guy's...brain. I'm not even going to lie, Guy is kind of
hot. He's got short, dirty blond hair that really make his hazel, almost
amber colored eyes pop. He's fairly muscular, with an obvious six-pack that
was on display underneath his form fitting blue tee. The blue and white
plaid shirt he wore over the tee only helped to accentuate the muscles in
his arms. With blue, stonewashed jeans and white sneakers completing his
ensemble, who wouldn't be interested? I have to say, he could be quite a
catch for any lucky girl on campus, so ladies, watch out. For some reason
though, he just isn't doing it for me in the sex department. Number one,
he's straight, and I've made it one of my golden rules never to mess around
with proclaimed straight guys. A straight guy who has sex with guys,
regularly, in my book, is a gay guy. Number two, a friend is a friend, and
unless you are confident it's going to last, in the words of my lovely
mother, 'don't shit where you eat'. I think I'm beginning to see the start
of a beautiful friendship with Guy that could last awhile.
Lunch was great, we shared some laughs and by the time we were ready
to leave some of the other customers were looking at us funny, but we
didn't care. We went right to the admissions office and got everything done
in about an hour. Shortly after, we got back to the dorms and changed
clothes before we went out to meet Guys' friends.
"I'm telling you Andy, you're going to love these guys. They're some of the
funniest people I've ever met." Guy told me. "You're gonna fit right
in. Just be your usual bitchy, borderline schizophrenic-self and you'll be
just fine." Guys said. "Oh yeah, I take soooo much comfort in that." I
said, the hint of sarcasm clear in my voice. "If we're anything alike, I
can tell you now, we're probably not going to like each other... you know,
maybe this isn't such a good idea? We should do this another time, perhaps
when my stomach isn't attempting to punch me in the face." I said to Guy.
The nausea was setting in and my entire body felt like it was ripping
itself apart. The color drained from my face and beads of sweat rolled down
my head, resulting in a look of concern from Guy.
"You don't look so well Andy. If you're that freaked, we can always do this
another time. I just thought that you'd want to meet my friends and come
to like them as much as I like you. I want you to know you're a super cool
dude Andy, never forget that." Guy said earnestly. "Besides, if we add you
to the party I'll have to bust out my 'A' game with the ladies 'cause
they'll be so smitten with you." Guy said, laughing all the while. "You
know on second thought, I think I will go." I said attempting to beat Guy
at his own game. "I haven't exercised MY 'A' game in a while, and I could
use the extra practice. You know I am a hit with the ladies." I said
smartly. I flipped my collar and walked with my best sexy stride; Guy going
from looking shocked to laughing hysterically as we walked the rest of the
way to meet his friends.
Guy and I entered the family-friendly restaurant, 'Sal's'; the
d‚cor a blast from the past with the red and white striped seats and
booths and the long bar lined with a row of fixed metal stools. The walls
had pictures of people that dined here, not just celebrities but family and
long-time friends. A loud noise shook me from my reverie, and I turned my
head to see Guy hugging and shaking hands with a group of people sitting at
a small booth in the corner.
"Hey Andy, you've gotta come and meet the guys." Guy said. "Guys', we
aren't all guys you know." A short brunette said loudly. "I'll have you
know that I have never, and will never be 'one of the guys'." The brunette
said haughtily. "Okay Nessa, you can take your vag off the table now, we
get the point." Guy said. "Andy, this is my lovely friend Vanessa. Doesn't
she just take your breath away?" Guy said with a sweet smile. "Next to her
you've got Jake; her boyfriend, and Sam, short for Samantha, my bestest
friend in the whole wide world." Guy said as hugged Sam tightly and kissed
all over her face. "It's nice to meet you." Jake said as he stood to shake
my hand. "The pleasure is all mine." I said as I shook his hand and
continued to laugh as I watched the scene between Guy and Sam unfold.
"Get...geroff...Get off me Guy! Sheesh, I'm covered in spit. If I wanted
spit on my face I'd have brought my dog." Sam said, wiping the wetness from
her face. "I wouldn't say a dog. You did call me and I came didn't I? You
can just call me your friendly, neighborhood superhero." Guy said as he
struck a pose with his chest puffed out and his head tilted high. "How
about I just call you my favorite idiot? Yep, I think that might work." Sam
said. "I'm sorry; I haven't been able to pry the idiot of me since you
arrived. I'm Sam; it's nice to put a face to the name." She said. "It's
not a problem," I told Sam. "I've only just met him and I know how clingy
he is. He's like herpes, no matter how many times things look clear, you
just can't get rid of him." I said, getting a punch in the arm from Guy and
a pat on the back from Vanessa and Sam as while Jake laughed and Guy
sulked. "I think you're going to fit right in here Andy." Vanessa said.
"He's perfect!" Sam added. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, joke's over." Guy said. "You
know, I'm glad you're getting along. Just don't get along too well or me
and Stu are gonna have to tag team you." Guy kidded. "I doubt that would
even work though. Speaking of which, where is Stu anyway?" he asked. "He
said he was coming. He had to meet up with his roommate but... HEY STU!!!"
Jake yelled. "So much for keeping it down," Vanessa said. "Here's the
start of crazy hour."
I turned my head to get a look at Stu and almost shit myself when their
'Stu' turned out to be Skye from earlier.
"Hey Guy," I whispered. "I thought you said his name was Stu?" I asked him
tensely. "Stu's just short for Stupid. It's just a nickname we gave him."
Guy said. "Sorry I didn't tell you."
Skye's gay? Was he REALLY hitting on me earlier? I sank down in my seat,
hoping Skye hadn't spotted me yet. I could tell this was going to be the
start of one LOOOONG night.
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Author's Note: So how did you guys like Chapter 2. I'm still getting the
hang of this but it gets a little easier every day. I'm not sure yet how
often I'm going to post a new chapter but I hope to do it regularly. Oh
well, just let me know what you guys' think about it and get back to
me. LATERS!!!
-ComFanEternally-